I'm a victim of mine own actions
Sticking mine hand into the hollow tree
It gets bitten and mine madness ensues
Clutching at thoughts unrelenting
The insanity of the unknown
The frivolity of the past
The anticipation of the future
The discourse through which I wade
Summon mine will upon thy dreams
Ensure mine presence entices thee
Thou shalt question the reasoning of thus
Until thou wakes with answers surplus
Upon our lives we imprint the past
Forever staining the deeds gone by
Open to embrace the changes I've gone
Mine future is secured by the love of thou
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